Jeeeeesh; I'm sorry guys O-O it's been long hasn't it? School…my gosh. You know what's wrong? I've been busy writing for a class called Writing for Publication. I write; it gets published (not really…-_- talk about false advertising). So, get this, I don't turn in an assignment that I don't know what to do with, let alone write to make it perfect. Teacher asks me to turn it in – I don't… 2 weeks later she pulls me out in the hallway, yells at me and tells me how not everything's a choice, and that I clearly don't do work for other classes because I didn't get that one assignment in. Says that I'm irresponsible, that I don't care, and that I'm OBVIOUSLY failing English. And I'm not. Which pisses her off more :P

Teachers can go suck it.

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**Jelly-Bean-Jr.

Lakota's point of view:

"What did you call me?" Bella asks, going wide eyed as her lips twist into a not very pretty position. I shrug, narrowing my eyes at her as I cross my arms, daring her to make a move.

"Leg spreader. Got a problem with it?" I ask, glaring her down. Bella stands up straighter, her face going red.

"As a matter of fact, I do. Lakota; why do you have to do this? What have I ever done to you?" I was all too tempted to shout out my reasons. Her reasons for hurting Jacob all the time, for taking him away with her manipulating only to cause him pain. For kicking him down. Making him feel like he wasn't good enough. For kissing him! Jeesh, what has this girl not done? Besides fuck him. Though I'm not too sure she hasn't done that. I honestly don't know.

"You kissed him!" I seethed, "You fucking touched him and kissed my boyfriend! You took something that's not, or ever will be, yours!" I yell out, very much enjoying the shocked and gob smacked expression on her face. As if she kept her little secret so perfectly to herself. Yeah, whatever.

"Lakota?" Jacob choked out, making me look over at him as he gives me this tortured look, his body quaking.

"What?" I hiss, glaring.

"I'm so sorry," he murmured, reaching out towards me. I rolled my eyes, swatting his hand away.

"We'll talk later. But, you," I growl, pointing at Bella, "we're going to talk now. Understand?" Bella frowned, looking over towards Jacob for help. I glare, turning around to look at Jacob at the same time. If he was on anyone's side; its mine.

Bella's point of view:

I look over at Jacob, begging him to tell her that he didn't want her. That the imprint was broken, that I broke it. And I saved him from her. Saved him from spending his entire life with her, I let him see the freedom of choices. He was no longer tied to Lakota. He couldn't be anymore. He wasn't. I knew it because he loved me, he proved it by kissing me back.

Jacob's point of view:

I stared at Lakota, begging her to forgive me. She had to know that I fucked up; not only that, but that I didn't kiss her back. I pushed her away! Why else would she have broken her hand? She was upset because I pushed her away, I told her I loved Kota. That Lakota was the only one I wanted and ever will want. Why can't Lakota just know that? I love her. I loved Bella- but I love Lakota. No one stood a chance against her. She was mine, and damnit, I was hers.

"Please, Lakota? We have to talk about this now," I croaked like a wuss. Not that I cared; I'd go down on my knees and beg for her forgiveness, anything. Lakota glanced over at me, shaking her head.

"Later, Jacob," she murmurs simply. But I could see the hurt in her eyes.

I wanted to punch myself right then and there.

Lakota's point of view

I turn back to Bella, glaring, "care to tell me what the hell you were thinking?" I hiss, taking a step towards her. She blushed, taking a step back before stumbling on some words.

"I…Jacob, and I, we- well, he…" she shook her head, clearing her throat, "I love Jacob," she says firmly. I took a step towards her, glaring, all the more pissed when she didn't even flinch.

"Jacob's mine. I've loved him longer than you have, I know him better than you, and I treat him better than you! Sure, I'll make fun of him, tease him, but you know what? I won't constantly tell him he's not good enough, that I'll pick someone over him. Hell, if Embry or Jacob were drowning, you know who'd I save? Jacob, because-"

"Hey!" Embry objected, glaring as he put a hand over his chest, feigning hurt, "that's cold, Lakota. Thought we were better than that." I cross my arms at him, raising an eyebrow. Was he really going to do this now? Out of all times?

"Don't expect me to drag both your asses out of the water; tough fucking nubs if you can't swim. But, hey, I'm willing to try for Jacob. By the way; shut up," I snap, turning back to Bella, "don't you have a boyfriend?" Bella looked thoughtful for a moment turning to look at Jacob as she turned her back on me, her hands resting on his forearm. Her mouth opening as she said some stuff that I really didn't care about. Okay, I knew I probably shouldn't do this; because it'll seem incredibly childish if not a little…skanky, but…hey. Enough is enough. I stride forward and rip her hand off Jacob's arm, standing in front of him as I sneer at her.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Him," I hiss, pushing her back with each word. Bella gives me this wide eyed expression, almost shocked that I actually touched her. But now, out of all those times, I'm purposely trying to hurt her now. Not kill her or anything drastic like that, but something close. Bella's mouth drops open as she stands still, looking at me. Finally, as if something snapped inside her own head, her hands moved forward as she shoved me back. And damn; that girl knows how to push. To say I was a little shocked would be an understatement, in fact, I couldn't believe the bitch touched me!

"You're going down," I hiss, lunging for her only to have a pair of warm hands wrap around my waist, holding me back. I turn around, glaring at Jacob as he gives me a pleading look.

"Lakota, please, let's not-"

"Put me the fuck down!" I scream at him, thrashing in his arms. I was so over him trying to protect Bella, going against me and telling me I'm in the wrong. Which, I probably am, but if he thinks he can just sneak around behind my back and make me look like some pathetic whore then he's got another thing coming. I will not be cheated on, or share a man. If Jacob doesn't want to give his whole heart to me, then he doesn't get mine.

"Kota, I-"

"I said put. Me. DOWN!" I yell out, hitting his shoulder as he lets me go, looking absolutely crushed. But why should I care? If he doesn't care enough to at least break up with me until putting the moves on some other girl, then why the hell should I care if I hurt his feelings by telling him to put me down? I shouldn't! And I certainly don't.

"Lakota, we need to talk. I don't-" I put a finger up at Jacob, my patience snapping. I know for a fact that you guys have only ever heard of me crying once. And that's when this butt munch ditched me. Left me in the dust. But you know what? It hurts even worse now, and I'm sure I'm ready to cry. Cuss. Maybe even scream.

"I don't care," I hiss, stepping away from him, and towards the front door, "if you want her. You got her," I grumble, gesturing towards Bella. Jacob shook his head frantically, taking a step towards me.

"Kota, I don't-"

"Nope," I shook my head, opening the front door, "we're done. I'm done. I will not be something you can play with like Bella played you. I will not," I shake my head, looking towards Embry and Quil who looked absolutely horror stricken. Their eyes switching between Jacob and I in absolute disbelief. I decided that I'll probably call them later – clear things up, but for now. I'll storm out of here like a badass.

Which is exactly what I did.